Roof Second Floor Lobby Back Door

Elvira 'ey kid, watcha name? *looks up from her book and grins* Some call me V, it’s really up to you. 'ave you been blessed wit a newsie nickname yet? *smirks sarcastically* I’m not quite sure, but I think it’s a shortening of my name. Elvira. Where'd dat come from, anyway? Gee *smirks sarcastically* could it be a shortning of my name? When's yer birthday? Know how old ya are? *nods* Of course. I'm gonna be 18 on July first. *smooths out some non-existent wrinkles on her skirt* Which would make me 17 now. Whatcha look like? *stares at you intently* You blind, kid? I've got black hair to about half-way down my back *stands up and spins around so you can see it as it fans out behind her* I'm not that tall, *stands up straighter, causing her to look a bit taller than her actual height of 5'7"* and these things on my face called eyes are green *widens eyes so you can see her sparkling emerald eyes* *has pale skin that contrasts with her dark curly hair* *has pretty features, when she’s not looking angered* And wadda ya like, huh? Got mucha a personality? *looks thoughtful* Let's see, I'm kinda friendly unless you aren’t nice to me first. I’ve got a nasty temper, probably because I’m Irish. I guess that I'm not all that nice to people all the time, but I can be. *smirks* Or so I'm told. I'm just sarcastic most of the time. *can be a tad bit overprotective of her friends, but that just means she cares about them* *at times acts motherly* *is, in a way, depressed, because not that many people talk to her* So... where'd ya come from an' watcha doin heah? *has a pained look in her eyes* I came from Ireland on a boat when I was little. *tries to shake the pained look off her face* That's all I'm gonna tell you. *her parents died when she was 7, leaving her to fend for herself with her brother* *when her brother died she lost her job* *found shelter at the lodging house one night, and decided to stay there* Don't s'ppose ya got any friends, do ya? Nightmare, Drew. . . and a few others. *shrugs* I dunno, I just have them, that’s all I know. What about a, uh, signifigant othah, hmm? *wink wink nudge nudge* *smiles* Drew *is referring, of course, to Nightmare’s cousin* Waddya do 'round heah? *shrugs* I'm just a regular newsie, nothin special. If ya emptied ya pockets right now, what'd be in 'em? Um, *sticks her hand in her pocket and pulls it out* two bits a couple odd coins. *stares at what looks to be a picture in her hand before shoving it back into her pocket* That’s it. *the picture had been of her family when she was younger* Anythin' else we oughta know? *frowns* If a guy names Brendan comes around, let me know. *as said before she is overprotective of her friends, and Brendan was practically stalking Nightmare* Back to the bunkroom